友人寄来犹太难民纪念馆里一位犹太诗人的英文诗，读后让我几近落泪。用我的拙劣的译笔，加上友人的建议，把这首诗翻成中文，奉献给所有有缘的朋友们。
想象着有一天，人类能够跨越语言，宗教，文化，习俗，政治的界限，而远离伤害，彼此互爱，共赢。
雨程
用你的翅膀庇护我吧，
做我的母亲和姐妹。
让我的头枕在你的膝上，
那是我凄凉祷告的巢。
日夜交替是慈悲的时光，
靠过来，我会告诉你
我悲伤的秘密
他们说这世上有青春，
但我的青春在哪里？
我会向你坦白另一个奥秘：
我的灵魂被火焰燃烧；
他们说这世上有爱，
但爱在哪里？
星星向我撒谎，
有过的梦，也已成为过去；
现在的我在这世上一无所有
一无所有
用你的翅膀庇护我吧，
做我的母亲和姐妹。
让我的头枕在你的膝上，
那是我凄凉祷告的巢。
原文：
Take me under your wings,
Be mother and sister to me.
May your lap be a shelter for my head,
A nest for my desolate prayers.
At twilight, the time of compassion,
Lean down and I will reveal to you
A secret of my sorrows;
They say there is youth in the world,
Where is my Youth?
Another mystery I will confess to you:
My soul is signed by flame;
They say there is love in the world,
Where is Love?
The stars lied to me,
There was a dream - but it too is past;
Now I have nothing in the world
Not a thing.
Take me under your wings,
Be mother and sister to me.
May your lap be a shelter for my head,
A nest for my desolate prayers.
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